"Slow Down" lyrics

I told the driver slow down, I seen a face that's familiar
Squeeze the Glock, I'ma turn the block into Syria
Headshots any time Booter steps
Flatheads in the spinner, you might lose your head
If I lose my shit, then you'll lose your whip
F Block, you know my side's full of lunatics
I've got police on my back, but I'm used to this
I swear my life's like a scene from a movie clip

We ain't tryna dead the beef
I just got a new link for some extra teeth
Big Glock 19 stays next to me
Blood splatters on the floor is how I left the scene
I did a mazza for my dead bro
Drive-by, yo, I'm slapping guys ten-toes
You weren't there when I was down and I was dead broke
Little bitch, don't be sendin' me no XO's
Nah, yo
Them yutes are fake, I see it in their eyes
He ain't tryna shoot, don't be steppin' in the ride
Seventeen to life, I was lookin' in the dock
Came home, me and A made a killin' off the block

Ask about, you know the name rings
Bro came with a Glock, I did the same thing
Trey spin, main road, I let the trey sing
They keep hatin'
Real stars in the makin'

They can't stop nothin'
No, we're not stoppin'
Real Kurds, we got the block poppin'
We stay winnin', but the opps stay rottin'
We lose waps and buy another one, no problem

Free G and free AD
If I see an opp, then I'm spinnin' 180
I know they hate me
'Cause I took it trial and God saved me
Eighteen, I dodged a eighteen
I keep gettin' raided, they won't leave me alone
If it's time to ride out, then I'm leavin' my phone
I slapped **** in his wig, I made him leak out his dome
Better mind where you stay and how you sleep in your house
Catch us schemin' on opps or we creepin' about
Big waps in the car, hear a screech, then a boaw
Actions speak loud, we don't type on the 'net
I'm a G in my raps and live in the flesh
I don't need to lie, the streets know what I did
I got him shot by the shops, I got him slapped where he lives
You know it's us that's been takin' them trips
Any violation, we're tryna take off his wig
Baow!